The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

In the midst of such a raging wind, soon there were several sword gangs in the body of the two-headed shòu, the whole body was chopped into thousands of pieces of meat, and blood was flying. The shòu crowd was agitated, but for some reason they couldn't escape this radius. Every time they strayed a little, they would be slashed by thousands of swords, making it difficult to make the trip.

Then the golden giant sword swung abruptly, and it was another sweep. Those four-cornered shòu finally tried their best to spit out dark green energy, but under the pressure of the sword, it vanished.

And these reckless shòu themselves were also cut in half by the waist.

The intestines and inner alchemy in their belly rolled down and fell into a puddle on the ground.

In the end, all the reckless shòu died on the spot, and no one was able to escape. This place seemed to have turned into an Asura Dojo, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing into rivers.

And at this time, the figure that was surrounded by the crowd finally appeared.

It was a sword cultivator with a cold face, a cold temperament, and a plain clothes.

Although he fought fiercely and killed hundreds of Sijiao Mang shòu, not even a single hair fell, and his body was extremely clean, with no trace of blood stained.

The icy killing intent was flowing like mercury, so piercing as to freeze the surroundings.

The grass and trees are frosted, and the world is cold.

Then that Jianxiu raised his head and said in a cold voice, "Rat, come out."

Chapter 214

All I could hear was a hoarse voice: "It really is Slaughter Sword Cloud Lie, with extraordinary potential."

Another voice with the same voice also said: "Even so, it is more and more impossible for you to escape."

There are several voices that follow, all of which are exactly the same, with no difference.

"It's a pity that this talent is vertical and horizontal."

"Who made you too unruly?"

"If you don't give people face, no one will give you face."

"It's just blame, you offend the person you don't blame..."

"Suffer to death!"

"You deserve to die here today..."

These words came out in succession, like the echoes in the empty valley, dàng revolving, as real as illusion.

They seem to be spoken by the same person, and they seem to be different.

"Swipe swipe-"

After a few voices, eight figures in green clothes appeared in front of the cold swordsman. The color of the clothes was similar to the wild grass all over the ground. They stood on the wasteland, as if they were one with it.

These are eight Jindan real people, eight real people at the peak of the later stage of Jindan.

Each of their cultivation bases is at the peak of the Golden Core Stage. Only one opportunity is needed to break through the Golden Core, enter the Nascent Soul, and achieve the honor of the ancestors.

But it is this step, how many people it has been difficult for so many years. But Rao is like this, and they are still the most powerful masters in the Jindan stage.

It is precisely because of this that they were sent to get rid of Yun Lie - this high-potential person who has just leaped through the ranks to become the first person below Nascent Soul in the early stage of Jindan, this absolute sword cultivator who has already comprehended the meaning of the sword!

It is true that Yun Lie once swept fifty golden pills, but those golden pill real people are not real masters, and the eight in front of them are obviously different from them.

Their foundations are solid, each of them has a solid accumulation, and the supernatural aura overflowing from their bodies seems to be able to poke a hole in the sky.

It is very big, and it is enough to make them proud.

Yun Lie's expression didn't change, and he said coldly, "Hiding his head and showing his tail, his heart is evil and different, even if he is from the same family, he should be killed."

After he finished speaking, killing intent filled his body, and he didn't say anything more.

The eight men in green were all shocked.

They not only changed their appearance with Yi Rongdan, but even changed their voices to be exactly the same. How could this Slaughter Sword Yunlie easily guess their origins?

It was just the next moment that they no longer cared about other things. The purpose of their coming here was to kill Yun Lie. No matter how he guessed, he could not escape his fate today.

These changes are just concealed by others, in order to be able to act cheaply in the town's border town.

As for Yun Lie... A dead person is a dead person. Knowing or not knowing is not that important.

There was a man in green clothes who grabbed his hand, and raised a huge palm, which was pressed down from the top of Yun Lie's head!

The other seven people reacted quickly, they actually started at the same time, and the palm of the hand was like the first person, so overwhelming, surrounded by clouds in all directions, it is precisely with their fierce cultivation base, they will beat him to death on the spot!

The suffocating pressure was like sea water, suddenly squeezed from all sides.

Yun Lie was surrounded by them, enduring the fierce power from eight people!

At this time, a slit opened in his eyebrows.

The golden giant sword rose into the sky, and the sword pierced the uppermost giant palm!

In an instant, the huge shadow covering the sky was opened by a gap, but the golden giant sword did not stir around, but suddenly gave birth to another change.

The golden giant sword turned into two, two into four, and soon turned into eight giant swords, slanting out in all directions.

Every giant sword carries a vast sword pressure, and once it touches the huge palm that is bullying over, it will suddenly charge and pierce in one direction!

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

After a few consecutive loud noises, the eight giant palms suddenly turned into a torrent of rolling power, sweeping away in all directions, the residual energy scattered and overflowed, and the clouds moved and the clothes were long.

The hair fluttered wildly, making him look like a devil.

The people in green clothes were shocked, but they had gathered their whole life cultivation base to use this magical power. They thought that under a single blow, Yun Lie would inevitably be unable to escape, and they would be able to make a quick battle without attracting attention. Unexpectedly, it was easily broken by him, and I couldn't help feeling that the rumors were true, and I felt jealous.

The means they have cultivated for so many years can't compare to this junior, how can people not be angry or hate!

However, although the clouds are difficult to deal with, it is not enough to make them retreat like this.

This time, they came here on the orders of the second disciple, passed down by the ancestors, to remove the thorns in the eyes of the ancestors, so they also poured out most of the most powerful strength in the mountains. If they don't succeed, those who depend on their ancestors will probably not only be unable to take credit for their ancestors, but will be blamed instead.

Thinking of this, all the green-clothed people slammed in their hearts and shot again.

At this time, they were determined to work hard, and they each pulled out the magic weapon.

I saw a golden light flashing, and eight small hammers appeared in the sky, but they were a set of magic weapons.

If it is used alone, each small hammer is a high-grade spiritual tool, but if this set is sacrificed and cooperated with each other, it is comparable to the power of low-grade treasures.

In particular, these eight people have always been used to doing this kind of activity. They have already tempered these small hammers for a long time, and they have been running in each other for many years. When they play it, they can improve their own strength again.

Even if it is not comparable to the real Nascent Soul, it can be said to be a half-step Nascent Soul!

In an instant, the little hammer shone with golden light, and the pressure on the eight men in green had doubled.

Yun Lie's eyes flashed slightly at this time.

Afterwards, he raised two fingers together, placed them in front of the slit between his eyebrows, and said, "Go."

In an instant, a bone-chilling chill broke out.

The boundless killing intent is like a sea cháo, setting off a sky-shattering giant làng. Within this area, it seems that there is a sharp object that is like a substance, containing pure murderous aura and indestructible belief, and the wind swept frantically.

It seems that there is something imprisoning the world, so that everything in it can't act rashly.

Such terrifying pressure, like bào wind, burst out from the crack between the eyebrows.

That crack is like an eye of the wind, with the power of tyrannical tyrants, but it is also like a boulder of repression, which has come from ancient times and cannot be moved.

All the people in green felt an overwhelming pressure at this moment.

This kind of pressure comes from all directions, like the sea water in the deep sea, and it is extremely difficult to even breathe.

It is a hundred times more difficult than usual for them to run their true essence every time, as if they are carrying a mountain, it is extremely painful.

Those little hammers had just been used, but because of the lack of true essence, the aura flickered on and off, and the color gradually dimmed. Gradually, it even shook a little.

The eyes of the people in green clothes are split, and they are frantically squeezing their potential and running their true essence.

But no one noticed that outside their eye sockets, the corners of their lips, and under the nasal cavity, bloodshots slowly overflowed...

It had only been half a moment, and their eyes gradually closed.

The small hammer was powerless to fall, and the blood in the seven orifices became more and more urgent, making them quickly become a blood man.

Finally, with a bang, it shattered.

Before the explosion with the highest cultivation base, he finally said reluctantly: "Little...Little Universe, young..."

In the end it also became smashed.

What remained on the ground were only eight round golden cores.

Yun Lie flicked his sleeves, and all the pressure in the sky disappeared, and he was the only one standing there quietly.

Then he thought for a while, and went in the other direction.

Besides, Xu Ziqing was just about to refuse the three people to follow, and was talking, but suddenly he noticed that maliciousness was coming, and suddenly he was stunned and looked there.

Naturally, the three foundation-building cultivators were not as alert as he was. Seeing his actions, they asked, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Xu Ziqing raised his hand and stopped the three of them from asking questions.

He saw four monks dressed in black and wearing masks appearing in front of him.

Since wearing a mask, is to hide identity. Coupled with the fact that he noticed the other party's evil thoughts just now, Xu Ziqing immediately understood that the comer was not good.

I just don't know if this unkindness is against him, or against the three people he saved?

In the next moment, he knew.

Among them, the tallest male cultivator has already opened his mouth: "I finally found you, and I didn't waste my search."

The person he faced was Xu Ziqing.

When the three Foundation Establishment cultivators saw this, they were also very panicked.

They are also quite knowledgeable, and they noticed that the four people's breaths are so vast, how can they not know that they are difficult to match?

What terrified them even more was that the seniors they knew brought them the same pressure as one of the four.

Could it be that they just escaped from the shòu mouth and got involved in trouble?

Xu Ziqing's eyes sank: "I have never had a grudge against anyone. Did you find the wrong person?"

The man smiled "haha": "You don't need to test, don't you know whether you have enmity with others or not?"

Xu Ziqing suddenly understood.